Cold as glass

Chapter Twenty Eight

Fang Prov

Luna ran into me, acting all weird like, and her breath smelled like alcohol, what the hell, she would never drink a drink in her life. Then I realize that her oh-so-good-older-sister was up stairs, drinking out of a spite bottle that smell of alcohol. That explains it.\

"Hey Fangy, what you doing," she said with a drunken smile, Fangy what is twelve, note to self never ever get her drunk. 

"Nothing Luna, but I think you might need to go back up stairs and into bed," I told her gently pushing her back to her room.

"Only if you are coming with me," she giggled, what in the world did Lily give her?

"Sorry Luna, even though that really tempting," no lie there, "but when you back to normal, you would regent saying that, and shoot me to death." Defiantly what would happen.

She shook her head, "Nope that wouldn't happen at all, I could never shoot you Fangy," she said leaning her head against my shoulder.

"Luna you would, and you have," I told her still remembering the last time.

"Not um, I would never shoot you now," she said with a pout,"

"And why that," I ask her.

"Well, um, oh right," she said before doing something that I would never expect her to do in her life time. She wrap her arms around me and kissed me hard on the lips, then pull back, "it because I love you," and that was the last thing I heard before everything went black.